Who do you want to make your butcher?
Christ or the devil at your shoulder? ..
and your whole life is like a road

only road to the scaffold

And you don't know what awaits you in the end ..

You hear whisper of demons on this land:

"Did you think that hell

it's fire and the pain?
How do you wrong ...
Real hell makes insane

Beat a mark on his forehead
carve the scars on his back


hell inside you
don't forget it


you're run through the night
forget yourself
while they're hunting

they're calling you
their silent laugh
flit through your mind


At night you tossed in delirium
Cold clawed hands reached out to you

You kept repeating to yourself the only prayer you remember-
Lord, deliver us from evil
And enlighten us the way...


I don't turn from my way
and for everything I should pay

should pay
my way


at the end of the path you'll meet your butcher
feel no fear and ready to this
cause your whole life is like a road

only road to the scaffold

hell inside you

don't forget it

feel like a demon hugs you in the night

your soul stand but still
hopes that your judge
will have a kind face at the end..


And you don't know what awaits you in the end
But believe that there is justice in this land...